After the battle was apparently over, Lyrisa looked behind her. The three bodies laying there were a bit unsettling, but the girl got over it quickly. The sound of an unfamiliar voice is mostly what did it though. It was a. . . Person. She wasn't sure if it was a man or woman. It's shape was ambiguous enough. . . Then she heard a thump. It was Fiore, laying on the ground after attempting to reach Leifr. "No, apparently not. Help out a little?" She said to the newcomer referencing Fiore. As worried as she was for him, there was still an enemy. Even though he surrendered, he was still there. She took the dagger, pocketed it, and picked up the crossbow to make sure he didn't have any funny ideas. Racing over to Fiore she set the crossbow down and went to look at the wounds. . . There was a decent amount of blood, to be sure. . .